The two of us have been best friends forever. But it turns out, one of us is a phony.
Gabe and I are the dynamic duo of Hunter's Creek and have been ever since we were kids. My bestie is not only sweet and loyal, but he's totally hot in that flannel-wearing lumberjack way of his. Not that I see him like that.
Well, not since we kissed that one time back in high school.
Thank goodness we have each other, because life in a small town can bore the socks right off you. At least that was true until Hollywood showed up, bringing along hottie Joe Turner. Joe has my head turning so swiftly, I might just earn a degree in neck gymnastics.
But here's the thing: Gabe isn't exactly Joe's number one fan, and when your bestie doesn't like your romantic interest, it sure puts a dent in things.
As for the Hunter's Creek Ladies Committee, a squad of women with such fine-tuned meddling ways to make a soap opera jealous, they're convinced Gabe's harboring a secret crush on me.
Which is crazy. Everyone knows we're just friends. Aren't we?
